1210: Chapter 358: Can You Leave?_3 1210: Chapter 358: Can You Leave?_3 Divine Skill: Overturning Mountains!
With the body of the White Tiger, he swings his paw far more smoothly than with the Turtle Body.
A paw slams down, followed by a muffled sound.
The entire White Tiger Battle Array collapses with a thundering crash onto the earth.
From within the head of the White Tiger, a middle-aged general spews blood, urgently shouting, “Disperse!
Transform the Formation!
Butterfly Dance!
Galloping Thunder!
Mystery Turtle!”
The surviving soldiers immediately scatter, forming three completely different Battle Formations.
Control, Assassination, Defense…
they unfold in all directions, only to see the Netherworld White Tiger before them wearing a look of disappointment, lightly shaking its head: “The most essential aspect of the White Tiger is not martial techniques, but that relentless and fearless momentum of ‘who dares to contend with me’.
Even if the opponent is the heavens, even if it means sacrificing their own body, they dare to tear the heavens apart with their claws.
This—this is the essence of the White Tiger!”
He seems to be evaluating the Emperor’s White Tiger Battle Array, yet also realizes and admonishes himself.
In his mind’s eye, the illusions he had seen in the Phoenix Tomb Nether Suppress Demon Palace Pathway flash through his mind over and over.
Facing that massive hand that could tear apart heaven and earth, the White Tiger’s fearless rise, unfazed in assault, flickers inexorably in Su He’s mind.
Again and again.
In the outside world, a huge butterfly flaps its wings, and flowers scatter in bloom and fall.
In this desolate battlefield, petals fly beautifully in every direction, yet they are incredibly perilous, sealing off mana, spatial displacement, and Divine Sense probing…
These are surely martial techniques realized from the authority of the Sealed Emperor Family.
Then, there’s the Mystery Turtle propping up its Turtle Shell, safeguarding the two battle formations, while another formation strikes like lightning, pealing thunderously as it hurtles towards Su He.
Purple lightning, thick as congealed blood, comes like a spear thrust straight at the White Tiger’s brow.
But just before it strikes, the White Tiger’s tightly closed eyes slowly open—a pair of deep blue tiger eyes trailing blue flames, exuding a contemptuous might.
Their gaze falls upon the lightning.
The entire Domain tremors with a buzz, the killing intent instantly solidifies, and the lightning’s speed slows more and more, struggling to advance even an inch as it reaches three feet in front of Su He.
With a glance from Su He, the lightning can no longer maintain its formation shape, trembling as it crashes to the ground with a roar, transforming into a field of soldiers.
The general’s complexion turns white, and he looks up in terror at the White Tiger.
Beside him, a Broken Sword suddenly shoots forth, turning into a dark light that pierces through the general’s chest in an instant, pinning him to the earth.
Su He strides forward, the White Tiger’s steps gathering killing Qi into a Netherworld flame-like deep blue fire, leaving a footprint with each step.
Along the way, with every step, he leaves a paw print burning with flames.
With each step, he drives a Sealed Emperor Cultivator into the ground, impaling them.
The nailed down cultivators, their flesh and blood scattered and transformed into Domain nutrients, enhance the White Tiger’s killing Qi of Su He, while their bones are discarded on the lonely battlefield, adding a sense of desolation and somberness to the scene.
Su He just keeps walking step by step, with the physically manifest killing Qi Suppressing down.
Even the Butterfly and Mystery Turtle two formations shatter under the killing Qi.
Thirty thousand soldiers scatter across the land, soon turning to skeletons.
The battlefield becomes all the more real.
A battered flag, unknowingly, floats adrift, hovering over the battlefield.
The flag is in tatters, with the words “White Tiger” written upon it.
Not declaring Su He’s identity, but recording the complete obliteration of the White Tiger Battle Array this time.
Alas, there are no living creatures here.
If a crow were to perch upon the flag, and crow twice, the scene would be all the more fitting.
Su He steps out of the Domain, looking down upon the people of Seal Emperor below.
Outside this pathway, of the seven Battle Formations, two have been eradicated.
Feng Nan’s expression is solemn.
She cannot see the specific situation inside the Domain, only Su He’s Dragon Turtle form braving the winds and rain, charging forward halfway before transforming into a White Tiger, then stepping down one by one, causing the White Tiger Battle Array to collapse, with soldiers turning to ash one by one.
Extremely bizarre.
White Tiger!
In the years since they last saw each other, not only has this Turtle opened the Four-fold Heavens, but it has also condensed the White Tiger’s True Body.
No wonder standing there he exerts such a strong pressure on her.
The person in the cauldron said this Turtle could leap through time, traversing through space and time.
Seventy-three hundred thousand years ago, in the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, he had slain one of Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s Avatars.
Even then, he severed the Fairy Ascension Platform once and even sealed the Fairy Sect of Big Freedom Bodhisattva.
Feng Nan, in shock, realizes that Big Freedom Bodhisattva is a being at the same realm as the ancient ancestors!
Suppressing the astonishment in her heart, she slowly exhales and faces Su He.
Far from retreating, she steps forward, with a crisp sound emanating from her body with every step, a vortex unfolding behind her.
Not like the Tornado-shaped vortex of Su He’s North Underworld, but a flat State, resembling a Space Channel entrance, only without the pathway behind it.
“Nine Phoenixes Return!”
“Hooked Wolf Returns!”
“Yellow Bird Returns!”
“Centipede…”
With each command Feng Nan gives, an army Formation turns into a beast shape and charges into the vortex behind her.
A floral forehead mark appears on Feng Nan’s brows.
With each added army Formation, an additional stroke appears on the mark, forming the shape of a White Fox, with each stroke another tail is added.
When she reaches Su He’s presence, she already has five tails.
“The White Tiger and Azure Dragon are incompatible with me and cannot be integrated into my being,” says The Duke of An in a clear and firm voice, calmly looking at Su He, with the air of a military personage climbing step by step, yet still blind in both eyes.
It is the aftermath of what happened in Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, where the Xuan Tian Sect Master, Yin Yuan, had blinded her with a blow despite sacrificing an arm, and after over a decade, she has still not recovered.
Could it be possible to integrate the Sealed Emperor Battle Array into the commander’s body?
Is it an ability unique to Feng Nan, or can all Greater Powers do the same?
Su He wonders.
He then sees Feng Nan reaching out into the void, slowly pulling out a long-handled knife from it, the blade flickering with Thunder.
“This knife is named Lei Yuan, obtained with your mother as we braved the Star Sea at the Southern King’s house.”
Before Emperor Luan overthrew the previous dynasty, Yun Li and Feng Nan had met in the Star Sea.
From equally matched battle to becoming close friends with no secret left unshared.